XCI.

je dors mieux quand on a pas d'espace dans ton minuscule lit et que je te pousse sans m'en rendre compte et qu'il fait trop chaud, j'imagine, mais je garde l'énorme édredon sur moi quand même. je m'en fous, j'ai toujours froid.
je dors mieux quand je me réveille fatiguée parce qu'on a pas assez dormi et que tu fais un drôle de bruit parce que tu ne veux pas te lever et tu me regardes avec tes petits yeux et tu ne dis rien parce que c'est mieux de ne rien dire quand on vient de se réveiller et de toute façon il n'y a rien à dire.

on ne voit pas les étoiles, ces temps-ci. trop de nuages.

XC.

Dating a DJ in 2009 is like dating a record store snob in 1995. [...] And, almost everything you guys do revolves around his upcoming DJ night: [...] you listen to him sputter on about which songs are gonna be the most killer and/or blow the most minds.You get to watch him obsess about his night for the entire month, hearing up-to-the-minute updates about his setlist.
So, with all this kerfuffle, why do we put up with it? Well, it's pretty magical when he looks up from the DJ booth as he's holding the headphones up to his ear, locks eyes with you and smiles. That's your man! And, he's making the entire dance floor bounce! Pride swells in your chest as he expertly transitions from one track to the next. Then, when he throws your favorite song in the mix, it's like a loud love letter that everyone in the room is forced to listen to.
- shmittenkitten.com

Dating a musician is no easy feat. First you have to realize that the band will always, no matter how important you think you are, come first. If you can't handle that basic point, then don't bother. It's never gonna work out. Move on. Go date a dishwasher.

You may feel you're in a threesome at times - there's you and your love's music/instrument.

hahahaha.